Hunter’s Sunday meetings were cancelled in light of Father’s Day, so we slept in until 8:00am. Yes, that is sleeping in. We quickly got ready for church and arrived at the chapel with just enough time to settle into our pew. I found my set of scriptures which were in the lost and found—I accidentally left them a couple of weeks ago and have been lost without them. After the regular services we ended up staying for ward choir. The two boys were playing in the chapel as we practiced and they joined in on the warm ups singing more loudly than the entire choir combined. It was hilarious actually. Not as hilarious as Andre’s “going number two” session with loud grunting and hands clenched to the seat. Needless to say, it made ward choir just a little bit more interesting.
The rest of the afternoon I caught up with family and friends through Skype. After a few hours, I helped Yolanda finish making some homemade pizza. We ate and then polished off the Birthday/Father’s Day cupcakes Paulo helped me make the night before. That evening Hunter was in charge of our “Sunday Time.” We finished off the evening sharing stories from our missions. Ever since I left teaching at the MTC mid-April, I haven’t spoken about my mission in great detail; so the evening discussion was a tender one for me. Unfortunately, I had an allergic reaction to some dried cherries that were a part of a dried fruit medley on which we were snacking. Nice. Thankfully, my face didn’t blow up. I took a Benadryl and was out.